Same Time Next Week - Sex Stories

Same Time Next Week

... Thursday. I wished I could tell him how I was already desperate for another blowjob, but I knew we had to be careful. He had to be horny as hell, too, I realized. Why else would he be up and texting me at quarter till midnight? I must have succeeded in reassuring him, for he went quiet after that.

When Thursday finally arrived, it was all I could do to concentrate at work. My mind seemed hellbent on tormenting me with thoughts of Beau's mouth, and his dick. That evening after I got home, I changed into more comfortable clothes, deciding on jeans and a flannel over a t-shirt. I was alone in my bedroom when my phone rang. Seeing that it was Beau calling, I hurried to answer it. "We still on for tonight?" I immediately asked.

"Meet me outside the park at seven." Beau spoke quietly, as if he didn't want to be overheard. "It'll be dark enough then."

My brow furrowed in confusion. "You don't want to grab dinner first?"

"Not this time."

I figured Beau had a good reason for the request, so I didn't argue. After I ended the call, I found Connie in the kitchen. She smiled and accepted the quick kiss I planted on her lips. "I'm heading out to meet Beau," I said.

I had time to spare now that Beau and I weren't meeting at the restaurant, so I drove around aimlessly while keeping an eye on the clock. My dick remained in a state of semi-hardness. I hoped to last longer tonight with Beau, but as excited as I was, I couldn't make any promises.

My friend was waiting for me ...

... outside the park at seven. He wore jeans and a t-shirt, along with a lightweight jacket. Once the street was empty of passing vehicles, I followed him toward the walking trail without hesitation. Neither of us spoke as we made our way between the trees. Only when Beau stopped at a bench beside the trail and turned to me did I ask, "Why the change of plans?"

Beau reached into his jacket pocket and withdrew a small bottle. "Because I want you to fuck me tonight, Dennis." He placed the bottle in my hand, and I realized it was lube.

I hoped the shadows concealed at least some of my shock. "Uh, I've never done that before. With anyone," I confessed. Normally I would have been a little embarrassed admitting my lack of experience, but this was no time to pretend I knew what I was doing when it came to anal sex.

Beau stepped even closer. Though it was difficult to make out his features, I knew he was smiling. A surprised grunt escaped me when he hurried to unfasten my jeans. "I'll talk you through it," he whispered. "That is, if you're interested in fucking me." His hand slipped into my underwear. "It sure feels like you're interested." While my mind raced through a multitude of reasons why Beau and I shouldn't do this, my cock was hard and ready. My breathing quickened as he continued stroking me. "What do you say, Dennis?" His lips were only inches from mine. "I'm offering you my ass. Do you want it?"

"Yes," I groaned. "Fuck yes, I want it!"

Beau shrugged out of his ...